I was named at birth Sandra Marie. My first name came out of a True Confessions magazine. Mom loved to read them. Marie is a French tradition down in Acadiana in South Louisiana. Years ago almost every female born carried the name Marie, Mary, Maria, etc. Hence, my sister is Mary Della. My mom is Mary Jane.
My dad, for reasons unknown now, called me Sanni and it stuck as I grew up. When I started high school, I felt I needed a name that fit me better. Sandi was what I decided on and that is how everyone knows me now.
Before my Dad passed away, when I would talk to him, he would still call me Sandra or Sanni and that always touched me. My Dad was very special to me. I miss him.
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